Dawn Sutherland's expression was also a bit unnatural. She tried to steady her heartbeat, her face calm and composed: "Okay."
The two of them entered the bathroom to wash up.
Daisy Grant handed a new towel and toothbrush to Dawn, recalling the prolonged gaze earlier that set her heart racing, her fingers somewhat stiff as she brushed her teeth with her head down.
After brushing her teeth, Daisy, lost in thought, turned to grab a towel to wash her face, when a towel was already handed to her. Daisy reached out, took the towel from those slender hands, smiled softly: "Thank you, brother."
Dawn smiled faintly, "Thank you for this too, then our daily routine might as well just be full of 'thank yous'. "
Dawn's voice was warm and pleasant, like a gentle breeze stirring the ripples in Daisy's heart.
